Though she knew it had grown to a fetus.
She felt rumblings come not from her uterous,
So the pregnancy thought,
Was a pregnancy not.
It was really her stomach quite tumorous
There once was a man from Iran,
Who fried his nuts in a pan,
He said with a shout,
'PUT THE FIRE OUT!'
And he went running to his girlfriend Ann
there was a young man who sent e-mails,
to various dubious females,
when axked what they said,
he just shook his head,
i'd rather not go into details
Amazingly, antelope stew
Is supposedly better for you
Than a goulash of rat
Or Hungarian cat;
But I guess that you probably gnu
Dinner
Tonight’s dinner was bought to me by the letter C: Chilli, cucumber, courgette, cavocado and comato; into blender and eaten with Corn chips.
'That needle will hurt, I surmise',
I say. ' 'Course not', my dentist replies
As he plunges it in
With a real fiendish grin
And a devilish look in his eyes
A young lady with dubious style
liked to take off her clothes for a while
she'd get down on her knees
and mainly to please
she'd show off her verticle smile
I'm currently reading John Green's book and I'm really enjoying it... so I took a stab at recreating the cover with a CSS twist.
A young lady was fond of a stunt
so she took of her clothes in a punt
she uncorked some Champaign
and without any shame
she sprayed it all over her front
There once was a woman named Patti ,
Who was concerned about being a fatty,
She met a man named Garry,
Who was really quite scary,
And he bopped the fatty, off Patti